Fear

      

By Changming Yuan

Fear   Hidden deeply somewhere In your inner space Is a black hole That keeps sucking in All the light From both within And without your Whole selfhood, until You’re infused With darkness, with all the  Negative influences flowing Violently through your body Trembling, vibrating with hell   As most recent research reveals, there is actually No black hole in the outer space Fear Charges   Ever since they became erectus, &                                                                                                Domesticated wheat, dogs and chickens, they have   Murdered almost all…                         Destroyed numerous…                                                 Poisoned every …   Altering the natural course of… Rewriting the original codes of…   & even redrawing their own genetic maps…       As they keep moving everywhere Albeit I have placed in loudest human voice                                      My repeated charges   That are ignored with repeated ignorance   Now for Their next revolution to achieve Happiness       Immortality                 Deity   Via nuclear, ecological & scientific challenges (collapses?)   The Darkest Energy in the Universe: for Qi Hong   Is no other than fear, I well know that, but just Cannot help feeling afraid you would turn away From me the next moment, or become upset With what I have to say, or refuse to answer my Call, or remove me from your weixin list, or Cut off all my links to your world before I Weave your being into the fabric of my love, or  Show no more initiative in contacting me, or lose Interest in me & my life, or become really fed up With my word-service, or stop missing me As your old flame, or fail to pass the secular tests Of time, or withdraw your affection under The pressure of guilt or gossip, or lock your Self up suddenly within the cage of traditional Values & moral concerns… yes,     I fear you Would do all such things, one or another, for Some or no reason at all; I fear you would not Hold your love for long; I fear you would change Your heart (again as about half a century ago On the other side of this world); indeed, I fear My ugly wrinkled face, shrunk statue & Softened manhood would disappoint you; in Particular, I fear you would stamp out my Inspirations before I burn them into poetry; above All, I fear you are never afraid of my fears about you   Bitten   Something keeps returning To the heart A little old fear, like a mosquito circling back Again on a sleepless night – biting deep Into your flesh each time  After you wave it away, as it makes Every shapeless concentration of thrombosis                 A summer devil, attracted by the blood Enjoys driving away all nice & cool dreams   The heart pumps blood without stop Often do you suffer insomnia, with Your capillaries constantly irritated       By a seemingly innocuous vampire